WAITing

Pre-Chorus (rising, choir backing)

We didn’t ask for crowns or thrones

We just asked not to die alone

CHORUS (FULL SCREAM, divine cadence)

I CLIMBED OUT FROM THE GATES OF HELL

JUST TO BE PUSHED BACK IN

NOT JUST ME —

ALL OF US BLEEDING, ALL OF US BENT

WE THOUGHT ESCAPE MEANT MERCY

PLOT TWIST — IT MEANT PROOF

THE FIRE DON’T PICK FAVORITES

IT TESTS THE WHOLE GROUP

Verse 2 (call-and-response feel, scream jazz swing)

We watched the strong get tired

Watched the kind get mean

Watched faith turn quiet

In places it should scream

They call us stubborn, call us lost

Call survival a flaw

But they never paid the cost

To still stand after the law

We share bread, share pain

Share stories nobody hears

If heaven got a waiting room

It’s built from our tears

Bridge (spoken, divine noir)

I thought the angel came to save us…

White light, steady tone

He said, “You will win.”

But never said

“You’ll go home.”

OOOOOO! oOoOoOooooo

CHORUS 2 (higher scream, choir layered)

I THOUGHT THE ANGEL WAS THERE TO HELP

BUT HE SPOKE LIKE A JUDGE

HE SAID WE’D WIN —

NOT THAT THE ROAD WOULD SHOW US LOVE

EVERY PRAYER GOT SHARED

EVERY BURDEN SPLIT

IF THIS IS TRIAL BY FIRE

THEN THE HERD SURVIVED THIS SHIT

Verse 3 (slow, blues scream, sacred exhaustion)

We ain’t saints

We ain’t cursed

Just the ones who carried first

Every scar a testimony

Every breath a borrowed loan

We held the line when hope went quiet

So others wouldn’t stand alone

They say “why you still marching?”

When the war won’t end

Because quitting kills the many

Even if it saves a friend

Breakdown (gang vocals, ritualistic)

OUT OF HELL —

— TOGETHER

BACK INTO FIRE —

— TOGETHER

IF THIS IS GOD’S WILL

THEN WE WALK IT AS ONE BODY

FINAL CHORUS (MAX SCREAM, divine weight)

THIS IS LIFE — FINAL PLOT TWIST

WE WERE NEVER MEANT TO ESCAPE

WE WERE MEANT TO ENDURE

TO CARRY EACH OTHER THROUGH THE FLAMES

I CLIMBED OUT BURNING, BROKEN, ALIVE

JUST TO BE THROWN BACK IN —

NOT AS PUNISHMENT, BUT DESIGN

IF WINNING MEANS WE STILL STAND

THEN WE WON WITH BLOODIED HANDS

THE HERD DIDN’T BREAK —

WE BECAME THE ALTAR

Outro (choir fading, whispered scream)

We are not saved yet…

But we are still here.

And that counts as holy

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